

Today my Sara-leh is one year old. (March 9 is her original due date.)
One and one-half teeth, 18 lbs give or take, just walking, just learned to hug and kiss her pink breast-cancer bear and does so adorably, dancing to the banjo sounds made by her music table, fresh from her first trip to New York City, babbling to beat the band.
She is my joy. Happy birthday, sweet pea.